Lyria, who had almost fully recovered her composure, followed his gaze and nodded. "Yes, it is. And no one is there at the mont."
The amusent faded from Noah’s face.
Slowly, sothing else replaced it. His expression grew quieter. Heavier. His blue eyes lowered slightly, the way they did when sothing was pressing down on him from the inside.
"That’s actually... why I ca here today," he said, his voice lower now. "I wanted to use it. To confess so things that have been weighing on for a while. Things I’ve done that I can’t quite put down."
Lyria’s gaze shifted to him.
The playfulness from before had completely disappeared from his face. What remained was sothing honest and a little tired, like a person who had been carrying sothing quietly for too long.
Her chest tightened without her aning for it to.
She was a kind person by nature. She couldn’t help it.
"Hey." Her voice ca out soft. "I did ntion I co here every morning, didn’t I? I know the priest and the sisters here quite well." She glanced toward the confession room, then back at him with a gentle expression. "Go ahead and take a seat inside. I’ll find soone for you right away so you can confess what’s been weighing on you."
Noah looked at her with eyes that lit up slightly. "Oh, thank you, Lyria. You are so kind—"
Lyria imdiately cut him off with an embarrassed expression. "Hey, stop talking and just go there."
"O-okay." Noah decided to stop complinting her and walked toward the confession room before entering the side where people would confess their sins.
Noah sat comfortably on the wooden chair inside. It was a small place. On the other wall, there was a small rectangular window with many tiny holes through which the other person’s voice would co and speak to him.
For now, Noah sat calmly without any sad expression. Rather, he focused on rembering the story of Hero Sirus.
’The story was more like those clichés where the hero, together with his party including the Saintess, fights the Demon Lord and saves humanity. But here the enemy was not demons. At that ti, all races were together, including demons, to fight against those beings. They were called Evil Lords that were born from darkness residing in hell.’
But Noah was thinking about it in another way.
He rembered the ga’s prologue. The world was ant to fall into chaos in the future. A war between the Eternal Gods and the Eternal Monarchs. He wondered if there was a possibility that those Evil Lords were either Eternal Monarchs or perhaps their underlings.
While he was thinking about it, a feminine voice ca from the other side.
"Hello, Sir. Sorry for the wait."
Noah was pulled out of his thoughts and sat up properly.
"It’s okay. I hope we can start this faster."
"Yes." The woman spoke gently. "As I heard from the girl outside, you were really sad and looking guilty for sothing. As if you had done sothing wrong. So feel free to confess it here. Before the Lord, everyone is equal, and he forgives everyone who truly wants to repent for his wrongdoings."
’Damn... she really thinks I can’t recognize her voice. Hehe~ Though she is really trying her best to talk in another voice.’
Noah perfectly understood who was on the other side. It was none other than Lyria.
He had actually considered the possibility that she would personally co here.
Though he wasn’t sure. If soone else had co, he would have just said so random things and run away.
But now that it was Lyria, he could have his fun.
After the awful night inside the dungeon which he had spent with a guy, he really wanted to have this kind of fun.
Noah lowered his voice slightly, acting troubled. "Actually... I’ve been having so really terrible thoughts about soone," he began, his tone heavy with feigned sha. "No matter how hard I try to stop, every ti I see her... these awful, shaless thoughts keep coming back. I feel so guilty..."
The woman on the other side paused for a mont before asking carefully, "What kind of thoughts do you an? Toward whom do you think that way?"
"It’s my friend..." Noah said in a conflicted tone. "She... she is really kind and gentle toward ... but my dirty mind can’t help but think badly about her."
The woman on the other side remained silent for a mont.
Then she spoke hesitantly, "W-what kind of thoughts?"
Noah let out a long embarrassed breath. "How can I say this... it’s so shaful..." His voice grew heavier, as if he was struggling to continue. "She is really beautiful... her long blonde hair, either loose or tied in a single braid, looks unimaginably beautiful... her pink eyes are so gentle and kind... yet each ti I see her... I-I..."
"W-what?" The voice on the other side sounded slightly flustered now. "What thoughts co to your mind?"
Noah continued speaking rapidly, as if his sha was spilling out uncontrollably.
"I want to hug her... she is so adorable that I want to kiss her face all over. I want to cuddle with her, sotis I want to spoil her to rotten. Her chest... it’s so sinful... each ti I see them I want to bury my face between her breasts and rub my face against them. I want her to spoil as well. The way she laughs and acts makes want to do naughty things with her. Every ti I see her talking with another guy, it makes uncomfortable, as if I should just pull her away from other n and keep her in my arms all da—"
"OKAY!! THAT’S ENOUGH!!"
Her loud voice ca from the other side.
Noah had been speaking extrely quickly, after all which didn’t gave her ti to stop him.
’Hehe~’
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On the other side, Lyria was breathing heavily, her cheeks burning hotter than the temple’s ceremonial candles. Her heart hamred wildly against her ribs. ’This idiot...! In the middle of the temple, of all places!’
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